I placed my coffee on the table.
“Send everything.”
The first email reached Daniel before the wedding cake was cut.
Then came another.
Then another.
And another.
Within minutes, his phone was filling with notices.
Loan compliance review.
Lease termination review.
Contract suspension.
Emergency board inquiry.
Investor meeting.
Forensic audit request.
Evidence-preservation notice.
Legal correspondence.
By the time Vanessa noticed guests whispering and staring at their phones, Daniel had already opened Miriam’s attachment.
There was nothing dramatic about what it contained.
That made it worse.
Page after page showed transactions Daniel believed nobody would ever discover.
Transfers from company accounts.
Payments for Vanessa’s jewelry.
Luxury travel.
Apartment expenses.
Wedding deposits.
Personal spending recorded as corporate costs.
Then came the emails.
In one message, Daniel described me as “too stupid to notice.”
In another exchange, Vanessa had written:
Once she’s gone, everything is ours.
But everything was never theirs.
